She came in late today. Her face was red.
She was crying. She mumbled something to the teacher and gave in her late pass.
"I heard she had sex with five guys last night"
"Really? I thought it was seven"
"Ugh she's such a slut"
"Look at the way she dresses"
I see her walk past my desk looking at the floor.
Next thing I know is that she is on the floor, everyone is laughing, even the teacher.
"Would you stop being dramatic ms.Green, and get up"
I got furious. She got up and walked to her desk.
I looked back and seen her staring at me.
"Thank you" she gave me a sad smile.
I gave her a confusing look.
"For not laughing"
I looked at her one more time.
She has a bruise under her eye.
I nodded and turned around.
The girl with pink hair just talked to me.
She said "thank you".
The girl with pink hair smiled at me.
Even though it was a sad smile.
The girl with pink hair has a bruise on her face.
And I'm going to find out why.
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The girl with pink hair *old version*
Teen FictionShe always sat in the back of the class with her head in a book. He had always noticed her, she never noticed him, until one day. Until one day that he saved her , and sees her for who she truly is. She is, The girl with pink hair.
